When my alarm went off at 5:40 this morning, a few things crossed my mind. "I need four more hours of sleep!" "Damnit! Jozy is already whining to get out of his crate!" "I am NOT in the mood to go to work!" And finally, "Awesome! I am feeling slightly hungover." I suppose the last thought I had pretty much summed up the others. I can't say my hangover wasn't worth it. I wasn't out late downing shots or drinking an entire bottle of wine. Instead, I just got caught up in good conversation with a friend that convinced me to stay and have a few more beers. No harm in that.
Getting ready for work this morning was a bit of a struggle. Showering, washing, drying, and flat ironing my hair were exhausting.(My hair only to be pulled into a low ponytail.) I didn't even drink my coffee. This might have been a critical mistake. I did manage to leave the house early for once. Driving made me like my morning even less. I thought a diet coke would ease my pain, but no such luck.
I expected today to be better than Monday since the doctor was out. (Of her mind) My day was ok minus the headache that lingered and nausea that lurked. I stayed busy until around lunch. I went with a coworker to a place that was supposed to have great burgers. They did. I felt like I was going to explode when I left. When we got back to the office I took a bathroom break to relieve myself of my lunch. My afternoon was steady. I was thrilled when I looked up and saw the clock reminding me I only had 15 minutes left.
I ran a couple of errands that took way longer than they should have. I made it home right as Jeremiah was pulling up. I was starving since I had thrown-up my lunch. I made wild rice and steamed veggies while the hubbie grilled pork chops. Dinner was awesome and healthy, which always makes me happy. We both decided to just wash dishes and put the leftovers away. Then do nothing for the evening. Love this plan considering I still have a headache. How is that even possible??!! After that was done, Jeremiah went outside to work on another one of his projects and I finished cleaning and promptly purged my dinner. I am pretty sure purging actually makes headaches worse, so apparently I enjoy torture.
This brings me to right now. I intended to post last night, but that sure didn't happen. I am in a mellow, good mood. I was told that I am "fascinating," which made me giggle since I don't ever remember being told I was fascinating. I still considered it a compliment. It made me start analyzing what I think would or could make me feel fascinating. I'll get back to you on that.
I guess today was a good day. I think I need a glass of Shiraz and an early bedtime. This must be one of the most boring posts to date. I guess a normal example of my day to day though. Are you asleep yet reading this? I am. Sweet dreams.
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